Uh, hey guys! Sorry for the wait. I just did not feel like updating for a while. Sorry.

Artemis Grace- 14- District 9 Female

I wipe the blood off of my knife onto the ground in disgust. I know I should be used to getting into fights, but I do not like the blood on my knife. I never killed anyone with it, but I gave people wounds.

I live on the streets.

My sister Jeanie and I live in this street. People have tried to attack us before. One time a man nearly killed my sister. I would have killed him if Jeanie pulled me off of him.

Anyway, the point is I have been here for a while. I know how to fight.

I feel like that will come in handy if the odds are not in my favor.

After all, it is reaping day.

I do not need to really depend on my best friend Autumn as much this year for food. Jeanie and I are really poor, and we had her give us food. Keep in mind, I am not using her for her things. She is just rich.

Anyway, the reason we did not rely on her as much is because of the last Revamped Hunger Games.

Ceres Amaranth. She won the games. She killed two careers and an ally that betrayed her. She made our district proud. We all got extra food thanks to her.

I walk over to Jeanie.

"Hey." she says, looking down at the ground. She is shaking... she is scared.

"Are you scared?" I ask her quietly.

"Yes." she replies.

"I know, but- LOOK OUT!" I yell.

A knife flies at us both, and it hits Jeanie in the shoulder. She starts to cry. I see a fat woman run up to us.

"Go away!" I yell.

"NO!O!O IO!I!ROW" she says randomly... she is insane.

She throws a knife at Jeanie again, and it hits her face, but only the side. I grab my bow that I made for myself for fun, and I shoot one of my wooden arrows. It impales through her chest. She gasps and her face goes pale. I shoot another arrow, and it hits her chest. I shoot again, and it nicks her neck. She falls down to the ground, choking on her own blood.

…..

I gasp. This is the first time I really killed someone! I could have just wounded her instead!

I hug Jeanie close, and I feel ashamed of myself.

"Time to bandage the wound." I say.

2 hours later.

We head to the reapings, and I look to the ground, the fat woman still on my mind. What was she thinking when my arrow hit her chest?

Jeanie, Autumn, and I walk slowly to the 14-year-old section.

"Are you ready?" Autumn asks me.

"Yes." I reply. "If any of us get reaped... thank you for what you have done."

"You are welcome..." she mutters. "So, the woman-"

"Please do not talk about that right now... it is just..." I trail off, sighing.

"I understand." she says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

Our escort, Grain, comes up on stage, smiling. She picked out a victor, and a really strong man. I think her luck will run out soon, but let her be happy for now.

She shows the boring video package, and then she reads the list of victors. We actually have people.

"Ceres Amaranth, the victor of the first revamped Hunger Games!"

We all break into cheers, and Ceres smiles lightly, before sitting back down.

"Time for the girls!" Grain smiles.

She picks a name from the bowl, and Jeanie is shaking. "Artemis Grace!" smiles Grain. I gasp loudly, and I walk to the stage. I try not to show fear.

And I realized something. I am the District 9 Female, and I have big shoes to fill.

Milo Miller- 13- District 9 Male

I look up to the man. I live at the orphanage, and I feel a sense of hope. But I do not want him to adopt me. No!

He thankfully does not, and I lightly smile.

It is just... I do not want to have another person in my life.

Mom and dad died. Mom died trying to escape the district, while dad got killed by a thief who came into our house. Then I started to live with my grandma, but then she died of a disease.

When I make friends, they leave me. I am bound to have someone I can like in my life. My biggest fear is someone leaving me. I do not want that. Not again...

I sigh. This won't get me anywhere.

I decide to go with my friends. I am funny, right? Anyway, I decide to go without the other orphans to my house.

It is just... never mind. I change into clothes that the Capitol may like, not some old draggy clothes or something.

I walk to the reapings, and I get there. I feel the blood slowly creep down my finger like a snake ready to strike, and I wipe it off with my shirt.

I stand there until Grain comes up to the stage, more excited than last year.

She plays the video package, and I lowly grumble about how annoying the video is and all of that good stuff.

Grain happily picks a girl named Artemis. She walks to the stage, and she shakes the slightest bit. She stands still.

"Now it is time for the boys!" Grain says.

She picks a name from the multiple names in the bowls.

"Milo Miller."

No one will miss me.

I know, Milo was rushed. He is probably the character I know I was going to have trouble writing with the most tbh. Oh well... anyway, another bad reapings as usual... I am so sorry. I just feel tired all if the time and I am stressed.

Questions:

Would you rather be kicked in the back or getting kicked in the stomach by a karate black belt?

Who do you like better?

Thoughts on the pair.

And most importantly...

ARE YOU READY TO RUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?